A Quarter of a Century and then some!

Twenty six years ago today at the ripe old age of 18, I gave birth to my only son, Zachary John Brechlin. I had been in labor for 26 hours and watched the Super Bowl (The New England Patriots and the Chicago Bears) during the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. Since that day I have had an abscessed tooth which certainly rivals labor on my pain scale.

After about 25 hours of labor and a string of complications, I was rushed into the operating room for the first of the three c-sections that I would have before 25 years of age.

I don't begrudge him the 26 hours of labor, the sleepless nights that followed, or the sleepless nights he caused as he entered teenaged-dom. He actually turned out pretty good for being the product of young parents who had no idea what they were doing.

Zach, I am super proud of the man you have become and I am excited to be part of your life as you start your own family.